Confessions of an Alaska Frenchie
Nighttime.... Daytime!ALAN! ALAN! ALAN! AL!I'll not tell you again, don't try and speak while my hands are in your mouth.ALAN! ALAN! ALAN! AL!Move, move, move, move, move!ALAN! ALAN! ALAN! AL!Shouldn't have had that twelfth coffee, I can't even blink anymore!Gosh that's not Alan, it's Steve. STEVE! STEVE! STEVE!
Radar are those your friends? They look like a wild bunch! If I were you I’d watch out for that “Night time day time” guy… he’s a little strange.
Nighttime.... Daytime!
ReplyDeleteALAN! ALAN! ALAN! AL!
I'll not tell you again, don't try and speak while my hands are in your mouth.
ALAN! ALAN! ALAN! AL!
Move, move, move, move, move!
ALAN! ALAN! ALAN! AL!
Shouldn't have had that twelfth coffee, I can't even blink anymore!
Gosh that's not Alan, it's Steve. STEVE! STEVE! STEVE!
Radar are those your friends? They look like a wild bunch! If I were you I’d watch out for that “Night time day time” guy… he’s a little strange.
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